"I don't know, to express some pent-up annoyance over having been a teapot in a previous life. I honestly hav no idea, I'm just bad at giving gifts." Nodding, he thought for a short while. "I think I know a good spot, just a short walk from here."
As they walked in silence, Zev finally thought back on the previous night. He'd kind of been avoiding it so far, not out of bad feelings as much as sheer confusion and not being quite sure how to deal with it. He'd been drunk, yes, but not to drunk to appreciate something good. The thing was, in this case, 'something good' was quite possibly something bad. It was a kind of unwritten rule that you did not sleep with your best friend's sister.
When she spoke up, he made an involuntary grimace. "Yes, that... Didn't quite expect that. Not saying... it was just kinda weird. Right?" Was there ever a 'right' thing to say at times like these?